Chapter 356 Chapter 356: Warming Hands

Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she stood up and made way for him.

Because of the rain, the students had no place to go, and some boarders could go back to the dormitory for a lunch break, while day students could only take a nap in the classroom.

Now there are more people in the classroom than usual. After eating in the cafeteria, they can't play outside, and most of them go back to the classroom.

At the moment, some are sitting in the seats chatting, and some are talking in the corridor outside.

Li Shunan raised his hand, put the milk tea on her table, returned to his seat and sat down.

It was still raining outside, he was wearing a dark coat, and the cold air outside was trapped all over his body, and he felt a chill when he passed by.

The back door of the classroom was half-open, and the whistling cold wind poured in.

Jiang Lingzhi felt a little cold, walked over and closed the door, and then returned to her seat and sat down.

When she turned her face sideways, she noticed that the outside of Li Shunan's arm was slightly wet from the rain.

Jiang Lingzhi took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, took out one and wiped it for him: "Did you just go out without an umbrella?"

Li Shunan glanced at him with sideways eyes, didn't care much, and his tone was as loose as ever: "It's hit."

The girl lowered her eyes, holding a paper towel with her thin white fingertips to wipe off the water stains on his sleeves.

The corners of Li Shunan's lips curled upwards, and he leaned close to her, with the intention of making an inch of it, and said in a low voice: "There is still here, wipe it."

Jiang Lingzhi didn't expect him to approach him suddenly, and when she raised her head, her forehead almost touched his jawline.

She stepped back a little.

After realizing it, what he was talking about was the hair on his forehead. It might be because of the heavy rain. The rain drifted in along the eaves of the umbrella, and the black hair was stained with moisture.

Jiang Lingzhi stared at him for a while, then took out a clean tissue and stuffed it into his hand, then regained his expressionless expression: "Wipe it yourself."

Li Shunan raised his eyes, a little funny: "Why are you so heartless, little girl?"

Jiang Lingzhi stretched out a finger, poked him on the chest, pushed him away, and snorted softly: "That's how ruthless."

She looked away, put the tissue into the table hole, and picked up the cup of milk tea on the table.

The milk tea is still hot, and her hands are a bit cold, just enough to warm her hands.

However, in the next second, the milk tea in his hand was taken away.

Jiang Lingzhi froze for a moment, looking at the empty palms.

Holding the cup of milk tea in his hand, Li Shunan said carelessly, "Such a heartless little girl probably doesn't like milk tea."

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

When it comes to ruthlessness, no one can compare to him.

Only then did she lock herself in, and she actually wanted to leave her alone.

Jiang Lingzhi felt a little frustrated: "Didn't you buy it for me?"

"Um?"

Jiang Lingzhi reminded him: "You don't like drinking milk tea."

Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, deliberately teasing her: "I don't like it, but it's okay to try it once in a while. It's not because your hands are a little cold. Use it to warm your hands."

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

Come on, you win.

Jiang Lingzhi withdrew her gaze, took out a book of exercises from the hole in the table, and planned to turn grief and anger into strength to do homework.

Li Shunan lowered his chin, smiled inexplicably, opened the milk tea with a straw, and handed it to her again: "Or, let's exchange it?"

Jiang Lingzhi paused with the fingertips holding the pen, turned her face slightly, and cast him a glance: "What?"

Li Shunan leaned down and made a good-tempered suggestion: "Warm my hands, I'll treat you to milk tea."